An introduction and more...

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A trip that was really an excuse to let my inner demons lose...

I needed it like I needed air - it was something that made my heart beat faster and caused me many a dizzy spell. Sometimes just the sheer thought to it was enough to cause an erection.

Unfortunately in my part of the world - nylon sighting is like searching for the holy grail - you require lots of faith and patience - attributes that I strongly lack.

I guess this was why I probably made up with girls wearing socks.

Alas - I digress as usual and thus delay the progress of my tale...

My girl friend and I have been going out for three years but due to the nature of my job and the distance that separates us - there is often the frustration of not getting any Together time...

This situation resulted in many days spent in rage and despair - alas, this was not the solution to our problems. So I decided to take a few days from work and make up some quality R & R (Rest and relaxation) time.

I took a trip and arrived in the evening - I booked myself into a hotel and awaited her arrival.

A prelude to this tale will however be helpful at this point:
I had come clean about my foot fetish and had introduced her to it some time back. She found it strange but generally accepted it for the most part. She would try to tease me with her feet gliding up my torso, across my chest and then she would grasp my nipples between her toes and tug slowly - my nerves tingled and obviously I was beyond excited.
However there was no avenue to explore and tutor her on the diverse ways of pleasure that a female foot could bring - that was to come later - much later.

She knew that I liked feet - hers where lovely. Small and cute with lovely toes - a fair arch and skin that was a little hard. She had long toe nails and tended to paint them in her preferred shade of red.

Half the time I spent with her - I always fantasized about cumming between her feet and watching the semen flow like a pool.
To each man his own hang up and this was mine.


fast forward to the present...

I was trapped in my hotel room awaiting her return - she had gone to doll her self up for me (bless her) but it was a trial to be kept waiting like this... I can still remember the impatience and the pacing - I eventually took a shower and shaved to get my self presentable for her...

I called her - to find out where she was and what was keeping her so long - she replies that she's at a salon making her hair (At this point I vividly remember telling her before my trip down, to make her hair and do her nails BEFORE I arrive...)

I am resigned to waiting...

In this state my mind is playing tricks on me - I can feel the grip of passion and imagination wrecking havoc on my senses... I'm literally jumping out of my skin with impatience. Every footstep got me all hyped up and rearing to go as I made a dash for the door and flung it open only to discover it wasn't her...

I call her a couple of more times and she finally assured me that she was on the way - at this point you can all but guess the true state of my mind.


Rewind to some point before my trip to see her...

"Iphie", I asked as my throat choked up with the potential request I had in mind.
"Would you pack a short tight skirt along with you?", I ventured yet again.
The silence on the other end of the line had me sweating bullets - my request wasn't even over.

She considered it for awhile and confirmed that she would indeed pack a tight skirt.

"I'll be bringing some nylons along" - I concluded with my heart beating wildly in my chest.

She laughed and I proceeded to unsettle her further - she's rather shy and fairly straight laced so the job fell to me to make her more "experienced" at being naughty.


Fast forward back to hotel room...
She takes a shower as I wait in anticipation and raw naked lust - I hadn't seen her in six months and it was a test on human endurance to prevent myself from jumping on her like a monkey.

She comes out and proceeds to get dressed - albeit my requested wear (Short and tight skirt)...

To settle the mood a little - we make some small talk and she wants to know how the journey went and repeatedly told me how she missed me...
To say that I wasn't touched was putting it lightly, however there was a "pressing concern" that needed to be attended to...

She then asked me the real stunner question...

"Did you bring the stockings along?"

I guess you can imagine the reaction, my reaction to this "shy" girl suddenly getting down to business. I swallowed quite audibly and she all but burst out laughing.

I made for my bag and fished out the pantyhose - an all black affair that instantly made my erection unbearable. It looked like a spear sticking out painfully, confined by my wool trousers.

I has since taken my shirt off, while I waited for her arrival from the salon.

She takes a chair and proceeds to give me a show no sane man has to ever be subjected to and still be expected to be termed "SANE"..

By the time she was done - my heart rate was erratic and I was already breathing like a long distance runner.

She asked me to draw a chair and come closer...
Like a zombie - I obeyed her request and immediately sat down. All thoughts focused on her legs now encased in hose. I could make out her red toe nails against the dark fabric of the nylons.

I didn't know when I groan escaped from my lips...

She inched her feet closer and closer and then nudged her toes first against my upper thigh and then slid them all the way in below my balls.

I don't know why I didn't just explode there and then...


[To be continued...]

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